“In principle, I shouldn’t tell you this, but our transport team is a whole, so it’s okay to tell you.
This time we are bringing our beer over there to exchange for some seafood as part of the factory's year-end benefits.
You should keep this to yourself and don't let the news get out, lest it cause unrest among the workers."
The two of them were delighted and quickly promised not to spread any rumors.
However, when they looked at Ye Zhiqiu's young face, they were a little worried that he was ignorant.
So after the two exchanged glances, Guan Yougui asked cautiously, "Captain, there will definitely be no problem with the work, but I don't know if our mission this time..."
Ye Zhiqiu didn't know what he wanted to ask, so he smiled and said to him, "Old Guan, if you have something to say, just tell me directly. There's no need to be so nagging. I'm not someone who won't listen to anything."
Guan Yougui chuckled, then gritted his teeth and asked bluntly, "I wonder if the captain knows about the hidden benefits of being a transporter?"
Ye Zhiqiu suddenly realized that this was the problem!
He soon understood why the two asked him that question. It wasn't because of anything, but because he was too young!
Being young isn't necessarily a bad thing, but many young people are very intolerant. Perhaps they're asking this question out of concern for themselves, the kind of people who have reached this point.
Ye Zhiqiu refilled his cigarette and handed another to the two men. After taking a puff, he smiled and said, "I know about this. You don't have to worry. My brothers and I have a common interest.
And this time I have some extra tasks, which is that everyone must understand that we only need to drink the soup and cannot eat the meat.
Otherwise, if the leader is unhappy, we will be in trouble. Don’t you agree with this?”
After hearing this, the two nodded repeatedly and said that this was the truth!
By this time, both of them were more pleased with Ye Zhiqiu. No one wanted to have a stupid leader above them.
How good it is now, the leader is a sensible and reasonable person. Working with such a person is like what he said, the leader eats meat, and they can at least have a sip of soup!
The two of them took Ye Zhiqiu to familiarize him with various tasks. Soon, Ye Zhiqiu understood that the work of the entire transport team was running smoothly.
There should have been a deputy section chief in the office. Ye Zhiqiu also heard from Chen Yimin that he should choose someone suitable and promote him so that he could start the work.
So next, Ye Zhiqiu needed to investigate and see who was worthy of support and could cooperate with him in his work, and then assign them to the position of deputy section chief.
The temperature today is minus three degrees, so the second team's tanker truck will be carrying beer for sale.
However, they are just drivers, responsible only for transportation and not involved in selling beer.
There are other personnel arrangements in these factories, one is responsible for serving wine to people, and the other is responsible for collecting money, making change and keeping accounts.
We also need to equip it with a combatant from the security department. There is no other way. Ordinary guns are not allowed at this time, so there are too many tough people.
Security guards who do not have long guns are more likely to encounter robbery. After all, the money collected from selling beer is not a small amount.
Ye Zhiqiu received his own gun, which was also a Type 54 pistol, but it was not as good as the one given to him by his leader.
This is his sidearm, and when he goes on a mission, he will be equipped with a rifle. Usually it is a Type 56 semi-automatic, and only when he is on a major mission will he be equipped with a Type 56 submachine gun.
However, inside the brewery, whether it was the security department or their transport team, it was rare for them to be equipped with submachine guns. After all, what important missions could they possibly have?
After a busy period, it was time for lunch and Ye Zhiqiu walked towards the cafeteria with his lunch box.
Huang Dahe saw him from afar and waved him in. The people waiting in line asked curiously, "Who is that guy? Why did your kitchen staff call him in?"
Huang Dahe shook his hands, reducing the originally full bowl of food to a third, and poured it into the lunch box. He said with a forced smile, "Next!"
Seeing that he was shaken by the spoon, the person who asked the question was so angry that he wanted to curse: "How dare you shake..."
Who knew that Ye Tianya, who was standing behind him, pushed him away and said, "Hurry up and leave after the fight. Everyone is waiting for food. If you are not hungry, aren't others hungry too?"
When the workers saw Ye Tianya wearing the cadre uniform, their anger suddenly subsided and they left in shame.
Huang Dahe grinned and said, "It has to be Uncle Ye. I don't know what's in this idiot's head. He always has to say something about everything!"
Ye Tianya laughed and said, "Dahe, you are such a fool. There is no need to be angry with him."
"Master wants to talk to Junior Brother about something. He's the one with the most things to do. Who can enter our kitchen? Is it his business to control it..."
Ye Zhiqiu had no idea that such a thing would happen even if he just went into the kitchen. Even if he knew, it wouldn't matter. Let alone going into the kitchen, even if he ran in to cook a dish for himself, who could say anything to him?
Wang Lei is now the canteen director and a deputy section-level cadre. Apart from entertaining guests, he basically doesn't do any work.
In fact, it is just a big pot of food. With Huang Dahe as an apprentice, what kind of work does he need to do?
Seeing Wang Lei sitting on a recliner drinking tea, Ye Zhiqiu said jokingly, "Master, what's wrong with you? You have an office instead of sitting here in the kitchen!"
Wang Lei laughed and said, "Hey, little disciple, you don't understand. Master has your senior brother serving him here, but in the office, you have to make tea yourself. It's not as good as here!"
"Come on, Master, I think you're just used to the smell of cooking fumes and you're uncomfortable going to the office, right?"
"Hey, you know what, this might actually be the reason. No wonder I was thinking something was wrong. It turns out there's no atmosphere of fireworks!"
After chatting and joking for a while, Ye Zhiqiu took out a cigarette and lit it for Wang Lei, and then he started to talk about the matter.
"Your uncle said you'll be going to Tianjin tomorrow and staying all day. I was thinking of asking you to help me get some spices and I'll give you a list later.
Tianjin has convenient shipping options, so you can get anything there! Since you're making a rare trip like this, you should help bring something back."
Ye Zhiqiu naturally had no objection to the idea of getting something. He smiled and replied, "That's a simple matter. I don't know if my Second Master needs anything. I'm not planning on getting spices this time. I'm just going to bring more kelp, seaweed, and dried shrimp for everyone."
Wang Lei thought about it, then took out the list he had written. He handed it to Ye Zhiqiu and said, "Make as many varieties as you can, but don't be too strict about the quantity.
It's up to you how much you can bring. I'll go get the money at noon. Your uncle just confirmed today that you should leave for Tianjin tomorrow, so I didn't even have the money ready to bring."
"Well, it's only a hundred or eighty yuan. I don't need that much money. Master, just wait until I buy it back and then give it to me!"
"Okay, we'll do whatever you say!"
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